Quotes About Intimacy

The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you're uncool.

The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else while you're uncool.

Silence is love's own peculiar eloquence of bliss.

Friends can be said to "fall in like" with as profound a thud as romantic partners fall in love.

It was strange to be naked in front of anybody. It was like that cold water out there in the bay: scary, you didn't think you could stand it, but then you plunged in and pretty soon you got used to it. There was enough hiding in life. Sometimes you just wanted to show somebody your tits.

Her white fox fur was coarse and smooth at the same time, and she made little yipping snarls every time he pushed himself deeper inside her. He never wanted to stop.

He and Janet talked like this all the time. The Fillorians didn't really get it, they thought High King Eliot and Queen Janet hated each other, but the truth was that in Quentin's absence Janet had become his principal confidante. Eliot supposed it was partly because they both found real romantic intimacy elusive and kind of uninteresting, so usually neither of them had a serious boyfriend, and they had to turn to each other for intelligent companionship.

Afterward she took the tree aside and conferred with it privately.

Because, see, any amount of intimate there would be, you know—" Chelsea wrung her hands frantically. "Squick." "I don't know," Lucy said loyally, raising the flag for the backlash to the backlash. "I mean, come on, guys. He's only what—forty?" "He's thirty," Plum said. "Sorry. It's hard to tell with the, you know, the hair. I just meant that we're not in Humbert Humbert territory here.

He slid down the stone bench to her end and kissed her and bit her lower lip until she gasped.

Sometimes she looked so beautiful he couldn't believe she had anything to do with him. He could barely believe she existed at all. "But

Quentin," she said hoarsely. "You changed your hair.

He only had time to feel all the tenderness he had ever felt for her surge up in one infinitely concentrated instant - and to be surprised that it was all still there, moist and intact beneath the unsightly scorched layer of his anger...

A kiss seals two souls for a moment in time.

You don't know a woman until you have had a letter from her.

Over the meeting of the lovers I draw a veil. The burst of rapture with which they clasped each other in a wild embrace -- the many inquiries -- the fond regrets and thrilling hopes -- it is out of my power to convey. Let me, therefore, leave them to their happiness.

What seem our worst prayers may really be, in God's eyes, our best. Those, I mean, which are least supported by devotional feeling. For these may come from a deeper level than feeling. God sometimes seems to speak to us most intimately when he catches us, as it were, off our guard.

For one second the woman and I seemed to become twins, or closer than twins, the same person together. Maybe we said nothing. Maybe we only lay in the band of sunlight that fell across our bed. Or maybe together we said, "There is great pain in all love, but we don't care, it's worth it.

She was close in her husband's arms; she clung to him; whatever of strangeness and slowness and insularity she might find in him, none of that mattered so long as she could slip her hands beneath his coat, run her fingers over the warm smoothness of the satin back of his waistcoat, seem almost to creep into his body, find in him strength, find in the courage and kindness of her man a shelter from the perplexing world.

Love is poetry. To fall in love with a person is like understanding a deep, moving poem. Noticing every little detail. To see what the poet shows, to smell what he describes and the urge to taste the intangible.

Social media has given us this idea that we should all have a posse of friends when in reality, if we have one or two really good friends, we are lucky.

I believe it's important that we use names of endearment that reflect a special feeling for the individual involved.

Contraceptives should be used on every conceivable occasion.

I never like being touched, ever. People used to say I held my breath when they were hugging me. I still do.